Edda’s new haircut – inspired by Dora.
She’s eating a pancake breakfast, which I usually consider too fancy for the weekdays, but if you use pancake mix, you just have to add water. How complicated is that? I don’t know why I reserve it for the weekends, I think it’s just that the syrup is too sticky and messes are to be contained to the weekends.
But for us now, everyday is a weekend. Ruby is so confused, every morning, she waits by the door to go to the park or on a hike and I have to explain to her, no sweet doggie, I’m sorry, it’s Tuesday and we aren’t going anywhere even though it’s 9 am and everyone is still at home. Her ears go limp. Sheez, I wonder if I could teach Ruby PECS (Picture Exchange Communication System) or how to use some sort of computer-talking device that Stephen Hawkings uses, I bet she’d be really good at it, maybe she could tell us her thoughts on our management of the family. “You guys are just not alpha enough, look at Vince, he leaves crumbs and messes everywhere he goes and Edda gets whatever she wants by screaming her head off, is that discipline? You know I’m a total softie, but you guys have to step up to the plate.” We had a small therapy session with Edda today with her PECS, she just laughed at us like we were idiots and refused to tap the cards. Grrr, so frustrating.
Besides getting paid and being able to pay your bills, having a job also allows one other nice perk – you get to not spend every waking moment with your spouse. Even though Jeremy and I get along as well as Bert and Ernie, we still do have a need to spend some time apart. Hence, I found myself alone at the local Target looking at cool crap and not being able to buy anything because of our new budget of – shelter (mooching off my generous and wonderful parents), food (eating all the stocked food in the pantry and the freezer) and clothing (only if it’s completely worn out and you will be on the street naked or freezing without it). So basically our budget is zero.